It all started with a phone call.
Sunday afternoon my phone rang. The caller ID said it was my daughter, who was due to sprog at any minute.
I picked up the phone, said hey there... silence, except for a tiny sob on the other end. I asked what was wrong. More quiet sobs. I asked again what was wrong. "n n n nothing. (sob)" What's going on, I asked, why are you crying? "I don't k k knowwwwww (sob)." Then why are you crying?? "I think my water broke - *whimper*." Ohhhh. I asked her was she sure she didn't pee herself? (I know, but it was funny at the time, hehe) Her response was, "I DON'T KNOW!!! *WAILLLLL*"
Turns out she hadn't peed herself.
Brooke Vegas, born Monday morning at approximately 8:30 a.m., 7 lbs. 15 oz.
Holy moley I'm a grandma.
But isn't she gorgeous.